twenty nine.

at 24.1.10 | Posted by s.
i wish that i could reach out and grab love. that movie love, the stuff that makes your palms sweat and your heart race to the point you just can't think right love. it feels like it doesn't even exist outside of movies, songs and poetry. that love seems hidden inside ideals, and it sure as hell doesn't seem real to me.

that love took me places. it made me strong and confident. that love made me a believer. but that was years ago.
that love doesn't seem to come around anymore.